As the walls begin to close
'Round my reeling mind
I wonder the proper dose
Scrambling, searching to find
What my mind once mysteriously left behind
Only after a brush with death
Pure agony and misery
Wretched with each breath
Fire pulsing through barren veins
What was once within me
No longer remains
A new reality
Reshaped before my very eyes
The beauty seen in every detail
Every delicate flow of life
Save the good-byes
For I am no longer weak and frail
Having survived my share of strife
Living to tell the tale
Dancing across a tightrope
Never to fall, only sway
A brilliantly bright hope
To walk through the day
The language of one mind
Upon display for the curious ones
To look, glance just behind
The eyes, the very soul
Radiant like distant suns
To be embraced, felt like heat
Taken in, and to be hence known
To understand the language of a soul
- Jay M
August 10th, 2021
Thoughts on past experience and the human soul. It is sacred.
